December is a really crazy busy time for me. Let alone the whole holiday spirit, shopping and decorating thing, I have a part time job and after that help my brother Cheez with his on-line mall processing orders (the bedwarmers are divine by the way!) . Yes, if you place an order, I am the lovely assistant handling your order.
So anyway, being a retail business, this is a crazy time of year. If you notice my posts being reduced and my visits to my bloggy friends lacking, it isn't because I don't want to be there, I am probably just pulling out my hair over some order problem or am comatose in front of the TV late at night because I can't think any more.
I remember growing up when it was the day after Thanksgiving and I was chomping at the bit to put up Christmas decorations. I would do the decorating and could never understand why my parents weren't as excited as I was to get going on it!
When I got married and had my own home to decorate, I was very particular about my decorations. My kids didn't like "my tree". It is all silver and white, not full of color as they would have it. It was my tree, I was going to decorate it the way I wanted and don't touch it because I will do it! Dang it! I told them that when we finished our family room I would buy a second tree and it would be theirs to decorate. And decorate they did. Talk about decorations! Full of color, home made ornaments, most of them made at school. It was a great tree.
Lately though, I haven't been as excited to decorate. I have been so busy that it has been one of the last things on my mind to take care of. I want the decorations up but the whole process of getting them there seemed like a chore.
A few years ago the girls put up their tree and I didn't put my tree up in the front room. This year, however, the girls put up MY tree while my hubby and I were out shopping. And you know what, I think it is fabulous. It isn't decorated exactly the way I do it, but it is up and it looks great. A few years ago I probably would have "redone" some of the decorating. At this point in my life, though, I realize that there are just some things that are not so important.
I now know why my parents didn't chomp at the bit to decorate. They were just too darn busy! Perspective is a wonderful thing.